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Better Ash Than Dust

de Stick To Your Guns

The fire burns
Our faces warm from its heat
Nights like these, they make me think
About the person I once was
And the person I’ll become

My mind turns and steps its weight upon my throat
Desperate for breath
While watching me choke
If this is the end
You can bet your ass
I won’t go out like them

These feelings
They keep pulling at me
And they won’t let go until I face the fact
Until I reap what I sow

Their voices, they keep calling you
They keep calling at you
Until they make you believe
That there’s nowhere to go
They’ll do everything they can
To drag you under
But you know the truth
So don’t let these mother fuckers come at you

Most times the things to which we cling
Aren’t the same things that we need
We sit and watch our dance of death
As we slowly drown in this selfishness

This is the end
You’re one of us
I can’t go out like them
Better ash than dust

These choices
They keep following you
But you can’t back down
They gotta believe
That there’s no way out

Our voices, the last thing they’ll hear
As they smash down upon us
What will continue is what we allow
Most times the things to which we cling

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